Thursday, 23 April 2009

• on the creative nonfiction class in which i eat my lunch

  everyone giggling at a passage describing one man sucking another man's dick. this passage is not meant to be humorous, although there is something wry and dry in the tone. but these are the things that everyone always finds funny. a too-detailed description of one man sucking another man's dick. one young man and another young man. this is the thing that causes one girl to practically throw her phone, one boy to pinch his nose, raises snorts and guffaws and brows, furrows foreheads, creates looks of disgust. i'm looking around the room at all these people as they listen to the girl read from burroughs, a description of one man sucking another man's cock and this is simultaneously so funny and so upsetting to them and i think to myself these people are supposed to be my peers?
  
  things we have read in this class this semester according to the enlightened voices of these people: nonsense, rubbish, a bunch of mumbo jumbo, a jumbled mess, something SO confusing, something SO tedious. we've read the dumb, the didn't make sense, the too complex, the i didn't get that in what he was saying at all. the foolish, the bigmouthed, the i don't think he knows what he's talking about. and, funniest of all, one man sucking another man's dick. har har. we read that too. we read the "i mean, i'm all for coming out or whatever, but..." softened blows and deflected heterosexism. we read. at least, some of us did.
  

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